OMTM KAY OOUHTY TIMES. SEA ISLE CITY. H. J. '%

BARTON AGAIN SEES SALLY DUNKELBERG, BUT THE MEETING IS NOT AN AUSPICIOUS ONE.

•ynop^fc--Barton Bnynes, aa orphan, toes to Ihre with hi* unclP, boiljr Bayne*, and his Aunt Deal on a lam on Rattleroad. la a neighborhood called Uckltyspnt, about the year 1826. He meets Sally I>unkelberr, a bom bis own ‘ age, hot socially of a class shore the Bayneses, nnd la fasdnoted by her pretty face and fine dotfaea. Barton also meets Boring Kate, known In the neighborhood as the “W Woman.” Amos Grtmshaw. a young son of the richest man la the township, Is a riel tor at the Baynes home and Boring Kate tells the boys’ fortunes, predicting a bright future fee Barton and death on the gaU for Amos. Reproved for an act of boyish mkhlef. Barton raaa away, intending to make hU home with the Dankelbergs. He readied Canton nnd falls asleep on a porch. There Is he found by Silas Wright, Jr„ a man prominent in public affairs, who, knowing Peabody Baynes, r-fc.-Barton home after buying him new clothes.

CHAPTER It—Continued. Soon a horse and buggy came us and I briefly answered Sally's goodbye before the man drore away with roe. I remember telling him as are went cn over the rough road, between fields of ripened grain, of my watermelon and my dog and my little pet

hen. '

1 shall not try to describe that home coming. We found Aunt Dec! in toe road fire miles from home. She had been calling and traveling from house to bouse mom of the night and I have never forgotten her Joy at seeing me and her tender greeting. She got Into the buggy end rode home with I ' us. holding me In her tap. Unde Pesbody and one of our neighbors had been out In the woods all night with pine torches. I recall how, although excited by my return, he took off . his hat at the right of my new friend

| and said:

j “Mr. Wright I never wished that I I llve<r In a palace until now."

He didn’t notice me nmil 1 held up

TO! IMLURS axaasitsgs ■»«> '«« “A “M: *■ u*™.

t»w Tor urc* «>ua b. a. WcSlrS«!«kiiN. okNk j Uncle Peabody.”

Then he came and took me out of the buggy and I saw toe tears In his

eyes when he kissed me.

The man told of finding me on his little veranda, and 1 told of my ride with Dog Draper, after which Uncle

Peabody said:

“I’m goto’ to put In yonr boss and feed him, Comptroller.” “And I’m goto’ to cook toe best dinner I ever cooked in my life," said

Aunt Deri.

When the great mnn had gone Unde Peabody took me to his lap and said very gently and with a serious look: “Ton didn’t think I meant It, did yet—that you would have to go ’way from beret" "I don’t know,” was my answer. " ’Course 1 dldn'. mean that. I Just wanted ye to see that It wa’n't going to do for yon to keep on tlppln' things

over so.”

That evening as I was about to go up-stalrs to bed. Aunt Deri sail

my ancle:

“Do yon remember what ol' Kate wrote down about him? This Is his first peril an’ he has met his first great man an’ I can see that SUe Wright la kind o’ fond o' him.” t to sleep that night thinking strange, old, ragged, silent

_ Jt Up for His Dad.

» a‘loyal little tdiuver cm! he

wouldn't let anything said against nls parents go unchallenged. One rainy .Sunday afternoon the boy next door wps visiting, and said: “Listen to

yonr father snoring in toe library.” Ta Isn't snoring.” was. the Indig-

nant reply. "He's dreaming about a dog an' that's the dog growlin'.”—Bos-

ton Transcript

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FRANK J. CHENEY.

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petition.

Look out for Spanish Influenza. At the first sign of a cold take CASCARA M ( HNINE

CHAPTER III. W* Co !*• A and 6m Mr. Wright

I had a chill that night and in toe weeks tha! followed I was nc burned np with lung fever. Doctor Clark came from Canton to see t-rvry other any for a time and one ,-vealag Mr. Wright came with him ■ind wutchMl all night sear my hed-

In toe morning be said that be •ould come the next Tuesday morning If we needed him and set out right after breakfast. In toe dim dawn light.

Kssvew you RHEUMATISM Lumbago or Gout ?

“Peabody Baynes,” said my Aunt Reel as she stood looking out of toe window at Mr. Wright, "that Is owe «f toe grandest, splend'dest men that I ever see or heard of. He's ar awful smart man. an’ a day o' his time Is worth mrre’n a month of our*n. hut he comes away off here to set up with a sick young 'mo and walk* buck. Does heat all—don't It?— ayes!'' ”lf any one needs help SUe Wright I' always on hand,” said Uncle Peabody. I was soon out at bed and be came no more to alt np with me. Wren 1 was well agnln. Aunt Deel said one <lay: “Peabody Baynes. ! nlo’i teertl no preet-bin' since Mr I'angborn died. 1 guess we better go down to Canion to rneetiu' sums Sunday. If there ain't no minister SUe Wright always reads a sermon. If he's home, nnd the paper says he don’t go 'way for a monlh jit ! kind o' fed the Deed of a good sermon —ayes 1” “All right. I'll hitch up the bosses and we'll go. We can start at right o'clock and lake a bite with us an' gii bark here by three.” I had told Aunt l»eri what Sally my personal aptM-aranee.

"Tour coat U good enough for,anybody—aye* r said she. “lU you a pair o’ breeches an* then I guess you won't have to be ’shamed She had spent several evenings i lug them out of sn old gray Pa petticoat of .hers and had put two pockets In them of which I i proud. They came Just to the tops of my shoes, which pleased me. for thereby toe glory of my new shoes suffered no encroachment. The next Sunday after they were finished we had preaching in the school!)erase and I was eager to go and wear my wonderful trousers. Uncle Peabody said that he didn’t whether his leg would hold oat or not “through a whole meeUnV His left leg was lame from a wrench and pained him If he sat long In one position. I greatly enjoyed this first public exhibition of my nei era. I remember praying In as we sat down, that Unde Pi , _ _ leg would hold out Later, when the long sermon had begun to w< I prayed that U would not. a beautiful summer as we drove down the hills and from the summit of the last high ridge we could see the smoke of a looming over toe 8L Lawrence nnd the trig buildings of Canton on the distant flats below us. My heart heat fast when 1 reflected that I should soon see Mr. Wright and the Dnnkrthc 1 lost s little of my interest in Sally. Still 1 frit si when she saw my new breeches ebt would conclude that 1 was a person not to be trifled with. When we got to Canton people were, flocking to the big stone Presbyterian church. It was what they called a “dBaton's meeting.” I remember that Mr. Wright read from toe Scriptures, and having explained that there was no minister In toe village, read one of Mr. Edwards' sermons, course of which I went to sleep on toe arm of my sunt She awoke me when the service had ended, and whispered: “Come, we're goln' down to speak to Mr. Wright.” I remember Mr. Wright kissed me and said: “Hellol Here's my boy In s new pair o' trousers I” "Pul yer bund In there,” I said proudly, as I took my own hand ont of ont of my pockets, and pointed the way. He did not accept the Invitation, but laughed heartily and gave me a little

bug.

When we went out of the church there stood Mr. and Mrs. Horace Dun kelbcrg. and Sally and aome o'her children. It was s tragic mement for me when Sally laughed and ran behind her mother. Still worse was It when a couple of boys ran away crying. “Look st the breeches!” I looked down st my breeches and wondered what was wrong with them. They seemed very spli-udld to me and yet I saw at once that they were not popular. I went close to my Aunt Deel and partly hid myself In her clonk. I beard Mrs. Dunkelberg say: “Of course you'll come to dinner with usr Kor a second my hopes leaped high. I was hungry and visions of Jelly cake end preserves rose before me. Of course there were the trousers, but perhaps Sally would get used to the o users and ask me .to play with her. “Thank ye, but we've got a good ways to go and we fetched a bite with us—«yes!" said Aunt Deel. Eagerly 1 awaited an Invitation from the. great Mrs. Ihinkelherg that should decisively urgent, hut she only

ful anxious you should come to see ’em when ye can’t—ayes!—but when ye git to the vlllkge they ain't nigh so anxious—oo they ain’t I” In toe middle of the great cedar swamp near Little River Aunt Deel got out the lunch basket and I aat down on the boggy bottom between their legs and leaning against toe dash. So disposed, we ate onr luncheon of fried cakes and bread and butter and maple sugar and cheese. What an e&cient cure for good health were toe doughnuts and cheese and sugar, especially If they were mixed with toe idleness of a Sunday. I bad headache also and soon fell asleep. The sun was low when they awoke me In our doaryard. I soon discovered that the Dunk elbergs had fallen from their high estate In ou.- home and tort Silas Wright, Jr., had taken their place in the conversation of Aunt Deel. CHAPTER IV.

» stage, on Its way to

One day the Ballybeen. came to left a box and a letter from tv right, addressed to my unde, which read: “Dear Sir—I send herewith a box of books and magazines In toe hope that you or Miss Baynes will read them aloud to my little partner and In doing, so get some enjoyment az ‘ profit for yourselves. “Tours respectfully, “8. WRIGHT. JR. “P. S.—When the contents of the box have duly risen into your minds will you kindly see that It does a like service to yonr neighbors In School District No. T? 8. W. Jr.” “I guess Bart has made a friend o’ this great man—sartln ayes." said Aunt DeeL “I wonder who'll be the next one?” The work of the day ended, toe candles wen grouped near the edge of the table and my aunt's armchair

Bid:

•I’m very sorry you can’t stay." My hopes fell like bricks and vanished like bubbles. The Dunkelbcrgx left us with plrasit words. They had asked toe to rhake hands with Sally, hut I hud clung to my uunl'n cloak ind firmly refused to make any advances. Slowly uad without a word we walk<-d park toward the tavern

sheds.

We had started away up the South road when, to my surprise, Aunt Deel mildly attacked tie- Dunkelberxs. “Throe here village folks like

he waited on—oye,!o^n' they’re uw iahd

She Had Spent Several Evenings Making Them Out of an Old Gray Flannel Petticoat, was placed beside them. Then I on Uncle Pee body's lap by toe fire or. as time went on, in my small chair beside him, while Aunt Deel adjusted her spectacles and begun to read, I remember vividly toe evening we took ont the books and tenderly felt their covers and read toeir titles. There were "Crulksbanks' Comic Almanac” and "Hood’s Comic Annual"; talcs by Washington Irving and James K. Paulding and Nathaniel Hawthorne and Miss Mltford and Miss Austin; the poems of John Milton and Felicia Hetmans- Of the treasure* In toe box I have now la my posM-sub of Washington, “The Life and WritDoctor Duckworth," “The Stolen Child,” by “John Cult, Eaq.”; “Roidoe Lavul/' by “Mr. Smith”; Sermo:.. and Essays by William Ellery Channlog. We found In the box nlao, thirty numbers of the “United Stales Magazine and Democratic Review” and sundry copies of toe “New York

Mirror."

Aunt Dud begun with “The Stolen Child." She read slowly and often paused for comment or explanation or laughter or to touuh the comer of an eye with a comer of her handkerchief la moments when we were nil deeply moved by toe m-'siortunes of our favorite characters, which were

acute and numerous.

In those magazines wc read of the great West—“the poor man's pnriidlse"—“the ■tanelesH land of plenty" ; of its delightful climate, of toe enac with which the fanner prospered on Its rich soil. Unde Peubody spoke playfully of going West, after that, but Aunt Deel made n*> answer and noncvaled her opinion on tliat subject for a long time. A* for myself, he reading had deepened my loicrit In the east and west and north

toon. How mysterious and Inviting to«y had become I One evening a neighbor had brought the Republican from the post-office. I opened It and read slotM these words In large type at toe top of the page: “Silas Wright Elected to the U. S. Senate.” “Well I want to know!” Unde Peabody exdalmed. "That would make me forgit .!t If I wps goln* to be hung. Go on and read what It says.” I read the ehooatng of onr friend tor toe mM made vacant by the resignation of William L. Marcy, who had been elected governor, and the part which most Impressed ns were these words from a letter of Mr. Wright to Axariah Flagg of Albany, written when the former was asked to accept the place: “I am too young and too poor for such an elevation. 'I have not had the experience In that great theater of politics to qualify me for a place so exalted and responsible. I prefer therefore the hnmbler position which I now occupy.” “That’s hit way,” said Unde Peabody. “They had hard work to convince Mm that he knew enough to be

DOCTOR URGED AN OPERATION instead I took Lydia EL Pink* ham** Vegetable Compound •nd Was Cured. BattfaaoraMd.—"Nearly four yean Mffersd from organic troubles, ner-C-v vousness and headaches and every moo to would have to stay in bed most of the time. Treatments would relieve me for a time hot my doctor was always urging me to

werkisapieesare. I tell all m who have any trouble of this kind what E. Pink ham’s Vegetable Combes done for me.’'—Nellie B. 609 Calverton Rd., Baltiatnral for any woman to ’ of an operation. So — beea restored to remedy, Lydia E. egetable Compound, after i nas been advised that it wfl pay any woman who soften from each ailments to 'consider trying it before sober itting to such a trying ordeftL'

Few American Goldiert Blinded. According to the Army and Na*y Journal, the office of the surgeon general of the army Is authority lor the statement that probably less than fifty American soldiers have suffered total blindness from wounds received In action. This is considered a remarkable record considering the number of men engaged and toe Intensity of the fighting In the sectors where A inert ran*

were engaged.

“Big men have little conceit—ayes 1” said Aunt Deel with a significant

glance at me.

The candles had burned low and I was watching the shroud of one of them when there came a rap at the door. It was unusual for any one to come to onr door la the evening abd we were a bit startled. Uncle PHibodj opened It and old Kate entered without speaking and nodded to my aunt and ancle and sat d^wn by the fire. Vividly I remembered the day af toe fortune-telling. The same gentle; smile lighted her face as she locked at me. She held up her hand with four fingers spread above it “Ayes." aald Aunt Deel, “there are

four perils."

My aunt rose and went Into the but’ry while I sat staring at the ragged old woman. Her hair was white now and partly covered by a worn and faded bonnet Forbidding as she was I did not miss the sweetness In her smile and her blue eyes when she looked at me. Aunt Deel came with a plate of doughnuts and bread and butter aud bead cheese and said In a voice full of pity: ‘Poor ol' Kate—syesl Here's some-

thin' for ye—syesl" Strive to succeed tn your own work; She turned to my uncle and said: a mole has no need to fly «,r a bird t* “Peabody Baynes, what'll we dee— ) burrow.

Fd Uke to know—ayes! She can’t

rove all night'

A Lady of Distinction, fa recognized by toe delicate faw!bating influence of the perfume she uses. A bath with Cutleura Soap and hot water to thoroughly cleanse the pores, follcwed by a dusting with Cndcurm Talcum Powder usually means a dear, sweet heel thy akin.—Adv.

Foolish Question.

Barber—How would you Uke to have

your hair cut. Mr? '

Unde Hawbuck—Fust rate thankee 1 That's Jest what I kern in for.—Bos-

ton Transcript.

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“I’ll git some blankets an’ make a bed for her, good 'nough for anybody, out in the hired man's room over toe shed,” snld my unde. He brought the lantern—a little tower of perforated tin—and put a lighted candle inside of It Then he beckoned to the stranger, who followed him out of the front door with toe plate of food in her hands. “Well I declare! It’s a long time since she went up this road—ayesI aald Aunt Deel. yawning as she re- j suuk-'I her chair. “Who Is ol' Hater I asked. “Oh. Ju»t a poor ol’ crazy woman— ' wander* ail ‘round—ayes I" “What made her crazyr "Oh. I guess somebody misused and deceived her when she was young— ayes! it's an awful wicked thing to ; do. Come, Bart—go right up to bed now. It's high time—ayes!" “1 want to wait 'HI Unde Peabody comes hack," sold L

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to Mm.”

“Nonsense! Ol' Kate Is Just as harmless a* a kitten. You take your candle and go right up to bed—this min-

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1 went up-stairs ultb the cundli' and undressed very slowly> uud ' thoughtful!) while I listened for the j footsteps of my unde. 1 did not get Into bed um.l 1 ^teard him come In and blow out his lantern aud start up the stairway. As he undret-sr-I he told me how for many years the strange woman had been roving In the roads “up hill and down dale, thousanot cn' thousands o’ mile-.'' and never reaching the end of her

Journey.

In a moment we heard a low wall above the sounds of the breeze (hut shook the leave* of the old “popple tree above our roof. “What's tliat?" 1 whispered. “1 gue— If* ol' Kate ravin’." auld Unde Peabody. It touched lay heart and I lay listening for a time, hut hetird only the loud whisper of (lie popple leaves.

DGR’teoFruiR Bat! to Worse!

what is wrong. b sufli . , . . . stiffness sad rheumatic pains, and ii neglected, brings danger ' serious troubles—dropsy, gravel and 'll—— Don t delay. f, “

A Maryland Case lira. V. Hodson, 3 HuIUtid St., Annapolis. Rd , says: "I lid terrllds pains la tha small of my back tlx attack* were •

L?.... badly swollen and my sight was blurred. My kidneys didn't set right st all and I was mors tired In tha morning than when I went to bed at night I used Iluan's Kidney . .Jills sad they brought uulck relief and two bokss cured me." Ca< Dsaa'e at Any S«ee*. McaSes DOAN’S VfAV roSTULMUUKN CO. BUFFALO, N. T.

Barton becomes aware of the existence of a wonderful and mysterious power known as “Morey" and learns some of the things that its possession may accomplish. Don’t miss the next installment.

and la the shies above qui*i and Uatcu.

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